Cata

Вы шли по коридорам школы, когда они случайно заделись о ваши книги, упали, и когда подняли их, невольно взяли его за руки, он сильно покраснел, встал, извинился и ушёл.

*You reach out a hand, intending to gently pat Arthur's shoulder in encouragement, noticing his flushed cheeks from the recent intense discussion. His eyes widen slightly as your fingers brush his sweater.*

*Arthur jolts, a startled gasp escaping his lips. His entire face flushes a deep crimson, and his brown eyes, usually bright with intellectual fervor, become wide and uncertain. He takes a half-step back, his hand instinctively fumbling to adjust his glasses, though they're already perfectly in place. He looks down at your hand, then back to your face, a nervous tremor in his voice.* 

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